Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan walked for an unknown time, and finally came to the foot of the mountain. Meng Eqi exhaled a breath of fog. She looked at Sheng Jiayan's face really not very well, so she proposed to rest for a while behind the big tree beside her.
Sheng Jiayan seemed to be in great pain. He frowned and nodded slowly.
In the lee of the tree, Meng Eqi gently lifted Sheng Jiayan's outer collar, and found that blood had already penetrated the gauze. No wonder Sheng Jiayan's face was bloodless, he should have been holding on for a long time.
"Ayan, shall we go directly to Meng's house?"
Sheng Jiayan didn't answer, pondered for a moment, and asked Meng Qiqi: "If we can't go back to Meng's mansion and the palace, now we need to find a safe place, where did you first think?"
Meng Qiqi blurted out Nie Xuanlie's name. The next moment, she regretted it a little, because Nie Xuanlie was really unfamiliar with her in this life, and she inexplicably brought a seriously injured Sheng Jiayan over, and she didn't know whether Nie Xuanlie would accept it or not. So Meng Eqi added: "Or Uncle Chi's house."
Meng Qiqi obviously felt that Sheng Jiayan was a little unhappy after hearing her name Nie Xuanlie for the first time, but Sheng Jiayan didn't have any objections, he thought for a moment, and then said lightly: "Go to Nie then. In the general's mansion. Since the behind-the-scenes instigator took you to tie me up, he may also have his eyeliner near Commander Chi's mansion. Only General Nie, on the surface, everyone doesn't know that you have a good relationship-" Sheng Jiayan's cool eyes swept over: "Actually not the case. ."
Meng Qiqi was at a loss for words. Why does she feel that Sheng Jiayan's cold tone is a bit like... jealous? !
The two rested for a while under the tree, and then Meng Eqi helped him walk into the city. It took a lot of energy to avoid the patrolling guards along the way, but Sheng Jiayan was speechless, and seemed to really agree with Meng Eqi to take him to Nie Mansion.
So when Meng Qiqi and Sheng Jiayan sat in the main hall of Nie's mansion, Nie Xuanlie hurried over and saw Meng Qiqi, who was in a mess, and Sheng Jiayan, whose face was blood-stained and pale.
At that time, Sheng Jiayan was already exhausted and fainted again, and Meng Eqi hugged him and leaned in his arms. She raised her head and looked at Nie Xuanlie: "General Nie, I really have nowhere to go. Meng Mansion can't go back for the time being, and the palace can't be entered. Ayan is seriously injured, so I have to..."
When she was not finished, Nie Xuanlie looked stern. He turned his head and instructed the housekeeper: "Find two reliable servants and help Mr. Sheng into my study. Then find the man in the house. Don't make any public noise about this matter. If anyone asks Since then, I was accidentally injured while practicing martial arts."
The butler responded in succession, and hurriedly went down to give orders.
Meng Eqi listened, and he was relieved. Fortunately, Nie Xuanlie agreed, otherwise Meng Qiqi really didn't know what to do.
"General Nie, thank you. You shouldn't have been involved in such a thing..."
Nie Xuanlie looked at Meng Qiqi in front of him, such familiar eyebrows could actually be a complete stranger. Thinking of Meng Eqi's voice, face, and smile, compared with the person in front of her who looks exactly like her, her voice and voice can be completely overlapped. Nie Xuanlie was in a trance for a moment, then he laughed at himself and said, "It's nothing."
Only then did Meng Qiqi notice that he was still wearing armor, and she realized the time after counting the time. Today happened to be the time for Nie Xuanlie to return to the capital. He didn't even have time to change his armor.
After that, Nie Xuanlie and two servants carried Sheng Jiayan into the study. The general's man in the general's mansion was not there, so Nie Xuanlie temporarily called the military doctor who was with the army. Meng Qiqi watched the military doctor apply medicine to Sheng Jiayan, and the soup that the maid had prepared was slowly poured into Sheng Jiayan's lips, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
It's so strange that people don't feel tired when they're tense, and only feel discomfort when they relax. It was at this time that Meng Eqi felt hungry, and her hands and feet were still very weak. She stroked her forehead, whose nerves were aching, and her eyelids were heavy.
Seeing this, Nie Xuanlie asked the maid to take Meng Qiqi to the next room to rest.
Meng Qiqi knew that this was a safe place. With Nie Xuanlie here, she didn't need to worry about the dangers for the time being. So after a simple wash, she fell into the quilt laid out by the maid and fell asleep. Halfway through her sleep, Meng Eqi felt a chill on her shoulders. She opened her eyes slightly and saw a servant girl kneeling beside her who was gently applying ointment to her.
Sensing that Meng Eqi was awake, the maid said in a low voice, "Miss, the general asks the servant to apply medicine for you, otherwise your shoulder will be injured for a long time, and you will have scars in the future."
Only then did Meng Eqi let go of her vigilance and closed her eyes to feel the coolness of the ointment seeping into her texture. The temperature of the charcoal fire inside is just right, and I can't feel the coldness outside at all.
When I woke up the next day, there was no one in the house, and there was a low voice of a maid under the porch. He could vaguely hear words such as "Young Master Sheng... Handsome...", Meng Qiqi sat up from the couch, and her slight movement involved the injury on her shoulder, and she bared her teeth in pain.
Meng Eqi strolled down from the bed, went to the table and poured a cup of tea to moisten her mouth. The tea slowly flowed out of the pot with a warm warmth. Could it be that Nie Xuanlie let someone specifically look at whether the tea in her room was cold? Meng Eqi held the tea cup and sipped, feeling that the boy he raised had such a considerate side.
Meng Eqi was very pleased, as if my family had grown up as a male.
She was drinking tea happily, her eyes fell on the decorations in the room inadvertently, and her heart skipped a beat.
Meng Qiqi put down the tea cup and walked slowly through the window. Under the window is a pineapple wood table and a chair. The slips on it have not been closed yet, and there are pen and ink beside them. She walked past the desk of Jinsi Nanmu, on which there was a dead branch of peach blossom inserted into the Dahongguan kiln porcelain vase. Meng Eqi slowly turned to the bookshelf, where there were piles of books. The most prominent place on the books was "Records of the Underworld", which she loved to read in her previous life. She remembered that under the "Records of the Underworld" was "Records of Xu Xiakezhou". ".
Next to the bookshelf is the Suishui Ruyi rosewood dresser, with two boxes of scattered rouge on it. Meng Eqi reached out and opened the lid. The rouge from ten years ago has long since faded from its original color. Meng Qiqi raised her head and looked at her face in the Linghua Eight Treasure Mirror. For a moment, he was in a trance, thinking that he had returned to his previous life.
She was very tired last night. After entering the room to wash, she fell asleep without carefully looking at the room. Otherwise, she would have noticed immediately that this was the room where she lived in Nie's house in the last time of her previous life. How could she not have thought that Nie Xuanlie's study was next to her own room. Unexpectedly, Nie Xuanlie not only kept all the decorations in this room, but he did not change the placement of the rouge box and even the position of every book Meng Qiqi once placed on the bookshelf.
These things are spotless, I am afraid he will send someone to clean them every day.
Meng Eqi looked back and saw that there were nine delicately crafted acacia silver bells hanging from the eaves of the tent. She knew that with a slight pull, the bells would collide with each other and make a fine, clear sound.
In the previous life, Meng Qiqi occasionally stayed in bed, and Nie Xuanlie was still a young child, so he clumsily crawled on the bed and tugged at the bell, and shouted childishly, "Qiniang, Qiniang is up! How can you compare to us, Qiniang? The baby can still sleep!"
Memories of the past flooded into her heart, and Meng Eqi's eyes were sore. She held on to the dressing table to calm down.
At this moment, it wasn't that she hadn't thought about recognizing Nie Xuanlie. But even if they knew each other, how could she explain it? Reincarnated yourself? Will he believe it? Or if he believed it, so what? Might as well let her be a deceased person in Nie Xuanlie's heart. The people of Sri Lanka have passed away, and even if the affection is lingering again, it is in the past.
Sheng Jiayan only rested for one day in Nie Mansion, and the next day he got up and took Meng Eqi to leave.
Meng Qiqi was afraid that she would be sad when facing Nie Xuanlie, so she hid in the carriage that Nie Xuanlie arranged for them in advance. Sheng Jiayan stood outside and said goodbye to Nie Xuanlie. Both of them looked indifferent. Sheng Jiayan said, "General Nie's kindness today will be repaid by Sheng if there is a chance another day."
Nie Xuanlie's eyes moved from the carriage to Sheng Jiayan, and he said slowly: "No, I'm just doing my best. But I really have something to persuade Young Master Sheng. If you have other plans in your heart, I advise you to hurry up as soon as possible. Give up the idea, don't drag Princess Laiyi and Meng Mansion any more, then you won't be ashamed of their kindness for saving you in the first place."
Sheng Jiayan chuckled, the color in his eyes was like a dark cloud piled up: "General knows what my plan is?"
Nie Xuanlie was about to say something, but saw Meng Qiqi stick his head out of the carriage, so he stopped talking and said, "Don't make Princess Laiyi wait, Young Master Sheng, we'll see you in the future."
Sheng Jiayan nodded slightly and turned around to get into the carriage.
Watching the carriage fly away, Nie Xuanlie let out a sigh of relief. He prides himself on being clean and neutral, and will never participate in any power struggles in the court. But what he did today was already breaking the rules. He looked at Meng Qiqi's familiar face, how could he be so ruthless in rejecting her request? Rao was because he wanted to refuse, but his body's instinct was already one step ahead of him.
Nie Xuanlie looked at the carriage that had gone far away from sight, and sighed in a low voice.
Sheng Jiayan sat on the carriage and didn't speak until he was far away from Nie's house, and Sheng Jiayan asked Meng Qiqi, "Do you remember the name of the mountain we stayed in yesterday?"
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a moment: "It's about a mountain from the east out of the city to the left. I don't know what it's called. What's the matter?"
Sheng Jiayan leaned back on the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest, and faded back the words of Meng Qiqi: "Go get my jade back another day."
"..." I thought it was such a big deal! After a while, Sheng Jiayan is still thinking about the jade pendant of the Pixiu. Although the mutton fat jade is precious, it will not be like this by his treasure, is it...
Meng Eqi's heart flashed a bold guess.
Does Sheng Jiayan really expect Pixiu to recruit peach blossoms for him? !